"Although I just found out that Princess Pingguo is the daughter adopted by the empress, I think many people, especially those in the capital, have already known about it. There is no blood relationship with the empress, she has no descendants of her own, and many legends about her changing her fate against the sky are spread from this aspect."
Chen Changsheng looked at the great rivers and mountains, and continued calmly: "But people have forgotten one very important thing. If the legend is true, then as long as Prince Zhaoming is still alive, the empress will not succeed in changing her fate against the sky. Said it wasn't over yet."
Xu Yourong thought about the changes in the capital over the past ten years, the files that the eunuch chief in the palace had been secretly investigating, and frowned slightly: "It doesn't make sense."
Chen Changsheng understood what she meant. The Holy Empress had been in power for more than two hundred years. If she failed to change her fate, how could she ascend to the throne
"If changing one's fate against the sky is not an instant event, but a long-term process, like a river, it will be able to flow through. The Holy Empress may have hidden dangers that no one knows about. The existence of Prince Zhaoming is of great concern to her. That said, it is the greatest danger."
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "If I were Prince Zhaoming, then my existence would be the most dangerous thing for the empress. Of course she will kill me."
Xu Yourong's deduction skills were extremely strong, so naturally he would not miss any doubts, and asked: "If you are really Prince Zhaoming, why did the business chief send you to the capital? Could it be that he is not worried that the Holy Empress will find out about you?" Identity? He and the Pope don’t even seem to have the intention of concealing your identity, as if they deliberately wanted to let the empress know of your existence.”
Any question cannot stand scrutiny, even if there is no question, many questions will be asked, Chen Changsheng said uncertainly: "Because I am much younger than Prince Zhaoming, so..."
This is a very powerful reason, and it is also like an excuse, because only three people in the old temple in Xining Town know how old he is. He knew it would be hard to convince anyone, so he said after a moment of silence: "If I am still alive when I arrive in the capital, I will directly ask my uncle."
Xu Yourong looked at his face, didn't see any anxiety or fear on it, thought that he was so calm during the discussion, thought that he could behave so calmly in the face of death, the person he likes is really an amazing person, in his heart Move as you please, follow your heart, she leaned on his shoulder and said softly: "You will definitely live."
The faint fragrance drifted along with the blue hair. Chen Changsheng looked at her and thought that it would be a very happy thing if he could just keep leaning on her like this. The holy empress will definitely send someone to kill herself, and she will not let herself return to the capital alive.
Xu Yourong didn't look up at his eyebrows, but could clearly feel his worry, and said, "Unless the empress does it herself, who can kill you?"
Mao Qiuyu and the King of Ling Hai were driving behind. Of course, Mao Qiuyu would not let Chen Changsheng die. Although the King of Ling Hai wanted Chen Changsheng to die, he couldn't stand by in full view. With the pinnacle state religion tycoon at his side, no matter how powerful an assassin is, it is difficult to get close. It's just that Chen Changsheng is very clear that if the Holy Empress is determined to kill herself, she will not be able to send only some assassins, but an army led by the gods. No matter how strong Mao Qiuyu is, how can she protect herself?
Just thinking about these things, he suddenly saw a red flower in the blue field. The red flower swayed gently among the green branches, sometimes moving and sometimes still, it seemed to stay in the same place, but it never left his sight, it turned out that it was moving forward with the high-speed chariot.
It has been a long time since morning, and there is no dew on the grass and plants in the field, but there is a lot of morning dew on the red flower, which shines beautifully in the sun, and is red and compelling.
He was a little surprised, looked at Xu Yourong uncertainly and asked, "Another kind of red?"
Xu Yourong nodded, then looked at the wasteland in the distance, and said, "Stargazers should be accompanied a hundred miles away."
Chen Changsheng was a little surprised.
A few days ago when Lord Tianmo entered Hanshan, Old Man Tianji sent messages to all over the world, and the nearest stargazer and the fastest Bie Yanghong arrived first.
Chen Changsheng didn't expect that after the Demon Lord retreated to the snow field, these two important figures would not leave Hanshan, and it seemed that they would send him all the way back to the capital.
Bian Yang Hong and Star Gazer are not ordinary masters, they are the strongest in the sacred field, they are among the wind and rain in all directions, even if Chen Changsheng is the future Pope, he is not qualified to let them escort him. Their appearance and entourage, more importantly, showed the deterrent power of the old faction of the state religion and the forces pro-royal, it was a declaration.
"Your Majesty has always had many enemies." Xu Yourong said, looking at the little red flower in the field.
Chen Changsheng thought to himself, now it seems that he should be the enemy that the empress most wants to get rid of.
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With two Fengfeng Fengyu accompanying them, no matter what kind of military force the Great Zhou court uses, it is impossible to threaten Chen Changsheng's life, just like Xu Yourong said, unless the Holy Empress personally takes action, otherwise Chen Changsheng can be very To return to Kyoto safely, of course he must ensure that the condition in his body will not deteriorate rapidly.
The current situation is quite complicated, there are many puzzles to be solved, and there are many dangers, Xu Yourong will cast a holy light technique on Chen Changsheng every once in a while to ensure that the smell of blood in his body will not overflow For this reason, her spiritual consciousness was greatly consumed, and her face became paler and paler.
Even so, she didn't rest, she looked calm but watched the scenery along the way vigilantly.
She arranged Chen Changsheng on her chariot, and did not allow Chen Changsheng to leave a step. No matter eating, healing, resting or even washing, etc., they were all carried out on the chariot.
At the same time, she does not allow anyone to step on the chariot, and she handles all matters related to Chen Changsheng herself - what to eat and drink, when to eat and drink, when to sleep, when to get up, who you want to see, you know Even Tang Sanshiliu and Zhexiu could only come to the chariot to talk to Chen Changsheng at a distance of several feet every day during their rest.
One evening, Tang Thirty-Six came under the chariot. Like the previous days, he waited eagerly for a long time before finally waiting for the moment when the gauze curtain was lifted. After he talked to Chen Changsheng for a while, Xu Yourong came over with a bowl of lotus seed porridge, and signaled the disciples of Nanxi Zhai to lower the gauze curtain again.
Through the gauze curtain, one could vaguely see Xu Yourong feeding Chen Changsheng porridge. Tang Thirty-six was very annoyed, and shouted into it, "Are you raising a child? You're not his mother!"
The disciples of Nanxizhai's expressions suddenly changed when they heard the words, and then swords rang out everywhere.
Naturally, Tang Thirty-Six did not have the guts to compete with Nanxizhai's sword formation, so he turned around resentfully and returned to the car of the Orthodox Academy.
In the first few days, Zhexiu and he went to see Chen Changsheng every day, and later it was confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Chen Changsheng. He didn't have the patience to deal with the women in Nanxi Zhai, and he didn't want to look at the pictures on the chariot , and never went there again. At this moment, seeing Tang Sanshiliu's indignant expression, he didn't say anything after asking about the reason.
"Don't you think it's weird?" Tang Thirty-Six said.
Zhexiu remained silent, of course he knew there was something wrong with this matter, but Chen Changsheng seemed to trust Xu Yourong more, so he could only watch from the sidelines.
Many people thought it was strange and felt that there was something wrong. Since leaving Hanshan, many eyes hadn't left the chariot.
People's emotions are a little strange, thinking what is going on
It has been many days. The saint and Chen Changsheng have been together day and night on the chariot. What are they doing
Up to now, many people have vaguely guessed, or they have been together a long time ago, but people still can't accept that they are together all the time.
This has nothing to do with faction or position.
People just can't accept a pure and pure saint, bringing a stinky man with her every day, which is really ugly.
The disciples of Nanxizhai could often see her serving tea and water to Chen Changsheng, and one female disciple even saw her scrubbing Chen Changsheng's body with his own eyes.
Even if they are already together, even if he is injured, why does the saint have to serve in person
Because of these things, the atmosphere in the motorcade has been a little weird, and the mood of the Nanxizhai disciples is even a little depressed.
Because Xu Yourong is their lord, the most respected and beloved saint who they regard as a god.
That night, Ye Xiaolian, a disciple of Nanxizhai, took a handwritten letter from Chen Changsheng to the carriage of the Orthodox Academy.